magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

bean is not actually from antarctica. his heart is covered in paisleys.

he makes tiny little pictures and sometimes writes about his life.

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2 May 2001

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dreamt i was playing the veins or tendons in my wrist like some sort of string instrument. (my dad and sam were both there.) then a bit about an "italian dictionary" that was in the reference section in the risd library. it wasn't really much of a dictionary though. there were weird scribbles, some printed in the book, and some drawn in 1938 by a risd student in rome. even though it was a reference book they let me check it out of the library. i headed down to the beb and ran into the guy from 1938 who had drawn all the strange pictures in the book. there was also a fruit seller outside the beb, but i didn't have any money. later i was eating a watermelon that seemed as if it had had it's colour drained out of it. there were ants trying to get it away from me and i was having a hard time focusing my eyes.

in ecs we gave our presentation on the mit chapel. some of the other groups went way overboard in their presentations. somewhat showing the rest of us up. but i think that we addressed the important issues and gave a good presentation.

and later i had to work late in studio to get something done for tomorrow. since i haven't done much of anything since last wednesday night. i think i settled on a final massing design for my building. started working on a new model.